Evan wore a long black coat. The warm moonlight shined from the clean windows. He stood straight by the table and stared at the gorgeous woman.
But when Avery said whether Evan would marry her with the most gentle look, Evan didn't answer right away.
He chose to stare at her for a long time. All was left between the sky and earth where their entangled looks, and Avery's share shy look.
It was difficult for a proud and distant woman to approach her. Now she popped the question first.
Evan slightly squinted. They had gone through a lot, and he loved her more because of it.
But Evan lifted up his eyebrows, saying, "Take it back!"
Avery was speechless. Was he taking that back? Did that mean, no? Avery thought.
Avery stopped smiling, "Taking it back."
Evan said, "If you propose, I might not marry you."
Avery's look got worse, "What are you talking about? Who are you gonna marry if not me?"